Title: Hero Complex

Rated: K+

Summary: In which Hiro has a "Hero-complex" and everyone suffers (or enjoys) from it every day.

Genre(s): Humor/Crack/Friendship

Warn: AU, ooc, absurd, weird, not beta'd.

Disc: I don't own BH6.

A/N: Timeline is up there…somewhere… And thanks for the reviews, favorites, and follows! Honestly, I never thought this thing gets good responses! Anyway, thanks again. :)

Hiro looked up to the sky and tilted his head, while Tadashi groaned and sat back to his chair whilst rubbing his temples.

"Remind me why we're helping little Suzy selling her lemonade, again?" His younger brother raised an eyebrow and shrugged.

"'Cuz it's the right thing to do to help your neighbor…?"

The older male shot him a deadpanned look. "She's in the girls' scout—they're supposed to sell these by themselves."

"And what kind of event does 'scouting' lets their young and growing members stand here—in the middle of a sunny, hot, day—alone, while trying to sell these in an almost deserted street—it's inhumane!"

Instantly, Tadashi mockingly threw a crumpled paper cup ("why did you do that?! You're endangering the ecosystem by crumpling the unused paper cup! It could have been used, Tadashi! It could have been used!" "Oh shut up Hiro!") toward Hiro, which the younger teen dodged with ease (though, still frowning at the now-wasted paper cup), and scowled. "It's called 'charity work' and stop complaining and more selling, idiot."

"Whatever floats your boat bro." Hiro rolled his eyes, arranging a few (or ten) paper cups on the stand whilst filling them up with a mixture of their aunt's famous (at least to them and a few Lucky Cat Café regulars) lemonade drink (this will surely bring more customers—which also means helping Suzy even further with her 'scouting's money-raising charity event'! he mentally patted himself on the back for having the idea), as Tadashi palmed his face and sighed.

Well, at least this doesn't involve with one of his crazy schemes… was what he thought earlier, relieved, until an army (or specifically four) of HUGE brightly colored (mostly red) robots suddenly dropped down from the sky with…people in their arms…? "…what?"

Tadashi gaped while Hiro grinned like he just won a lottery and ushered the shocked passengers from the robots' arms to the nearby chairs they had set up earlier. After that, he served them cups of lemonade as they got out of their daze and looked at both Tadashi and Hiro.

"Hey everyone! Sorry for the sudden robo-nap—but here, have some lemonade as my token of apology!" the younger Hamada grinned again.

Tadashi could only slap his face, hard, on the forehead.

END

A/N: Or another way to absurdly update a fic when on procrastination mood since I want to do something special today on my birthday. The fic is kinda inspired by "Story of an Author" by RenegadeWarrior (a good KHR fic if you like AU, somewhat shounen-ai, cracky humor, KHR, or all). Also, reviews would be, nice thank you. :)

~G L. [Jakarta, 15.12.2014]

themysteriousartist: Thanks for the compliment and the review too! :)

Melancholy's Sunshine: Thanks for the compliment and the review. :D

[Jakarta, 24.12.2014] Edited and added a bit.